Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Feb. 17, 2015 -- It's so, so, so ... WHITE!

It doesn't smell, but it's so, so,  so..... w h i t e.
MY skiis.


MY skiis


Winter is so, so, so MONOchrome. I'm so, so, so lovely. Ho hum.
Well, some of us are lovelier than others.

Monday, February 16, 2015

Feb. 16, 2015 -- Snow!

Too cold to go cross country skiing, maybe tomorrow. But Snoopy got to go flying, harrassed the yard ornaments, then landed (if you want to call it that) in the driveway.



Well, botched THAT landing!

So, you want to know how we did that, right? Well, tie a string on the end of a bamboo pole, balance that and the camera at the same time, dangle Snoop, focus on him bobbing around out there 8 feet away, and shoot a hundred times. Then Photoshop on the string for a couple of hours, and WaLAA (that's French for YeeHaw).

Thanks, LAD for the Valentine's Day card. Fronsters! (frost monsters).

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

February 4, 2015 -- Up. Early. Me?

Had to get up early this morning, got rousted out to see the moon setting. Good thing it isn't groundhog day (cloudy on Feb. 2 -- no shadow, so maybe short winter).
Bald Eagle was cleaning up an armadillo next to the runway. No, it wasn't alive any more.

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

January 7, 2015 -- Through a pane, unwashed

Double pane window, no pains taken to keep clean; winter's painful north wind and almost zero degrees. No self-respecting critters milling about out there...
Lemmeeee INNN! Frost ghosts. Froasts?

Help me! Help meee.. Frost monster trying to get in. Fronsters?

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Dec. 17, 2014 -- 'Twas the night before...

Well, not quite the night before. But tonight... a quarter inch of really wet slushy slippery sleet, only 32 degrees, but slickery.

Elf emerges from desk drawer portal, was lost, now found. Communications established. What I want for Christmas, ...

Love this Christmas present!

Sunday, November 23, 2014

November 23, 2014 -- Add 700 to that 335

Happy Birthday, J. T. G. !
Happy birthday, Jason! Our Missouri "other kid", spent lots of time sleeping in the spare bedroom... (under the kitchen table, in the front room - dining room - entertainment room). He trained with the master, learned to help with the "chores". Now he lives out west where there is no water so ya have to make your own beverages, and he flies "alternative" aircraft without leaving the ground. Hey, kid... have a good birthday, and train the newby in the old ways! Well, let Shelby grow up a little bit first!
("Footnote" ... I forgot, Fonda... did he wash his feet first?)